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Chapter 1206 Howling Demon Knife

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    The god of death who looked like a skinny old man was so powerful. The two short blades in his hands were so fast that they weaved into a thread, as if weaving a dense net that could kill people in the void.

    The sound of chi chi coming from the air, every sharp sound can easily strangle people to pieces.

    The Sword Sutra King struggled to support him, and the Thirty-sixth Tianhe Sword Realm tried their best to use it. In the fierce collision of "clinking, clanging", two ghost-like figures rolled and rolled, which was thrilling to see.

    This battle was far more dangerous than usual. If you were not careful, a magical weapon like a stream of light would pass through your body, which would be the danger of being disemboweled. The battle faced by the Sword Sutra King was so fierce that even the people on the main peak viewing platform  The sect leaders all secretly broke into a cold sweat, fearing that something unexpected would happen to this outstanding disciple during the competition.

    Within a short time, King Dao Jing was sweating profusely all over his body.

    But, he must persist, he must keep persisting.

    He has already reached the fourth level of Tashan, and is only one step away from the peak of the fifth level. Looking at the energy fluctuations of the teleportation array there, it is very likely that the light of teleportation will be ignited in the next moment, and he will have the opportunity to take one step forward.  Go out and teleport to a higher level and achieve the pinnacle ranking of the entire continent.

    He, the King of Sword Scripture, was unwilling to fail like this.

    Now he is competing with several others. Whoever lasts longer under the God of Death will eventually have a chance to win.

    With the sound of "swish", the brilliance on the sword of the King of Sword Sutra bloomed instantly, like a ten thousand-blade lotus blooming out of thin air, suddenly blooming outwards.

    The King of Swordsmen used all his strength to unleash the most powerful and fatal blow. The God of Death on the opposite side did not expect that at the most critical moment, the enemy would suddenly make a big move.  "Amidst the dense sound, I was forced to take a few steps back.

    The pain in King Sword Sutra's chest felt as if it was being torn apart. His face was flushed and he was panting violently.  The killing god was so powerful that every blow made his blood surge. He persisted almost desperately, releasing the secret technique and finally gained a breather.

    If this continues, the situation will be very bad.  It's not okay to keep fighting like this.

    Before the God of Death continued to pursue him, the King of Sword Sutra suddenly jumped up out of thin air, his sword glowing gorgeously, and with a sideways move, he ducked into the battle circle of Chijixuan and forced the God of Death across from Chijixuan.  The King of Sword Sutra and the equally embarrassed Chiji Xuan stood back to back. The two joined hands to fight against the airtight attacks of the two killing gods who were chasing after each other. They stepped on the spiritual formation at their feet and cooperated with each other to resist.  Such murderous intent.

    The two killing gods had no intention of joining forces and attacked independently.

    "But genius disciples like them have many coincident moves that they can perform together. The two of them have the same mind and can cooperate with each other with just one look.

    The power of joining forces is much stronger than fighting alone. King Daojing and Chijixuan are finally not so embarrassed when they are chased by the two killing gods.

    Where Tie Aosheng was, the murderous god who looked like a barefoot strong man opened and closed his long sword, like a roaring wave of anger, one after another.  Tie Aosheng was deeply trapped in it, feeling like a vast ocean pouring down from the sky. The heavy pressure made him almost unable to breathe. Every time he took a breath, his chest felt like heartbreaking pain.

    Tie Aosheng's robes were scattered, his hair was flying, the brilliance on the long sword flickered, and the silver snake-like sword light tore through the thick sword curtain again and again. During the fierce battle, Tie Aosheng's eyebrows stood up.  stand up.

    It was extremely difficult for him to fight against this God of Death, but it was not to the point where he could no longer persevere.

    But, is it just to persevere?

    Is it just a competition with other groups of people to see who can last longer?

    How can he highlight his Tie Aosheng's arrogance and domineering, and how can he prove his undoubted strength.

    The two battles nearby are fierce and vigorous, at least there is no sign of ending yet. Who is Tie Aosheng?  He is one of the leading disciples on the Yunmo Continent and is a symbolic figure in the entire continent.

    ¡°It doesn¡¯t look good on his face even if he continues to be in a stalemate with several groups of people over there.

    The barefoot strong man on the opposite side struck down with his sword again. Tie Aosheng's square figure dodged the previous move. The sword was so fast that he didn't expect it. His eyes widened, and the sword in his hand flicked quickly, using all his martial arts.  , letting the knife in his palm come forward at a strange angle.

    With a "dang" sound, the two swords struck each other. Tie Aosheng felt his whole body sore and numb, and couldn't help but take three big steps back.

    ??That is, Tie Aosheng, who could regain his stability under such an attack by only taking three big steps back.

    However, Tie Aosheng felt extremely humiliated.  Several battle groups over there attack and defendIt was so impressive, but he was knocked back so many steps?

    Tie Aosheng's face turned red, and he suddenly shouted. A sharp lightning flash flashed through the knife in his palm, and he threw it hard towards the killing god on the opposite side. Taking advantage of the barefooted man to dodge in a hurry, Tie Aosheng's whole body glowed with brilliance, and a cold flash of light flashed across his body.  If there is a quiet spring, the dark black long sword that makes clear sounds at every turn spirals out like a dragon from the Nine Heavens, and the extraordinary prehistoric power blooms from the cold sword with a roar.

    "Dangdangdang"

    The fierce sound of gold and iron clashing came. Tie Aosheng held this dark black sword and attacked fiercely. His momentum was rising steadily. He was actually fighting for the upper hand with the killing god opposite. Not only did he win back  Disadvantage, he even started competing with the God of Killing to see who was more ruthless, who was more domineering, and who was the stronger one.

    The barefooted man frantically splashed a hail of knives across the sky.

    Tie Aosheng did not show any weakness and responded with more powerful wind and lightning.

    After changing his sword, Tie Aosheng's fighting skills became obviously stronger.

    "Huh?"

    Seeing this scene, there was a loud exclamation outside the venue.

    At this moment, Tie Aosheng burst out with far more power than before. Judging from the light of the dark black sword, the faint aura of prehistoric times was definitely extraordinary.  The prehistoric aura in the knife made Tie Aosheng feel like a god was helping him for a moment, and his strength increased by more than a few percent.

    On the viewing platform of Qunshan, there was an unstoppable buzz of astonished discussion:

    "Oh my God, what kind of knife is that? What level of artifact is it?"

    "Could it be a divine weapon passed down from the Upper God Realm?"

    "Not only that, in the seventh-level sect, some people have also seen the divine weapons passed down from the Upper God Realm, but they are not as domineering as this sword."

    On the main peak viewing platform, the eyebrows of all the sect leaders suddenly wrinkled.

    "That's the Hongmeng artifact, the sect-suppressing treasure of Tie Aosheng and his sect - the Demon Screaming Sword."

    The leader of the Changmei Sect narrowed his eyes and shouted in a lowered voice.

    After these words, the faces of the sect leaders all became a little unnatural.

    The red-faced sect leader of the Tie Aosheng sect had a faintly angry look on his face.

    Strictly speaking, Xiao Mo Dao is not a Hongmeng artifact. This great artifact is only contaminated with a little bit of the Hongmeng liquid during the refining process.  It is completely different from an artifact that is actually refined using Hongmeng liquid droplets.

    The real Hongmeng artifact is too rare and cannot be possessed by the Lower God Realm.

    However, even if it is only tainted with a trace of Hongmeng Qi, this Demon Screaming Sword is still a cheating existence in the Lower God Realm.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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